(1973).
The first time I saw this picture, I gasped. It looked exactly like....well, YOU KNOW....
My parents put me in a box?? No...they put me in the drawer to their dresser. They were thinking frugally, one could assume. No bassinets for this babe! My mother pointed out, unfazed, that they had taken the drawer OUT of the dresser before they put me in it (balancing it, on what? I have to question. That is NOT on the floor!) and so it wasn't that cruel.
All I know is that the day they brought me home from the hospital, they put me in a box with mahogany stain. There have to be laws against that?!
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3 comments:
lol, oh dear. i was thinkin it was a good idea. i was goin for it. ha ha! ;) but, i'm glad you are no longer in a drawer!
If you are going to use a drawer, Kens, at least make sure it doesn't resemble something quite so morbid? The, your baby should be peachie!
Holy cow ~ things were a little different back then, huh? It's so crazy to hear some of the things our parents used to do!
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